Confusion

The silence in my heart has built a zombie of me.
The empteness has lert me an emotionless wreckage.
The confusion brings with it dread.
Making the fall even harder.
God life can be so cruel.

Confusion of the past.
Confusion of today.
And confusion of tommorrow.
I dont no my direction.
Even though I wonder far.
My direction has no direct way.

I'm lost dear lord.
I can't find my way.

poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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